Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Wake up, Lin Jinan is very muddled, he raised his hand to wipe the saliva on his mouth, eyes blankly looking at the man in front of him.

Wu Jun, the head teacher of class 10 in senior high school, takes mathematics with him. There are 45 students in the whole class. Although the scores are at the bottom of the grade, no student dares to sleep in his class.

Under the gaze of death line of sight, Lin Jinan shuddered and yawned, his eyes narrowed and his eyes hung on his eyelashes, "uncle, who are you?"

In the classroom, a breath, the eyes of the students cast over, in the center of the figure Lin Jinan, by the man's big hand led the collar of the clothes up.

"Lin Ji Nan! You, go out and stop! " Wu Jun's voice was very loud. He yelled harshly. His chest heaved violently and his breath was out of breath.

Lin Jinan's ears are going to be roared deaf, and the sleepers are scared to death.

He looked at more than 40 eyes, slowly moved to the classroom door.

Wu Jun smashed the book and hit the blackboard with his hands. "Let's continue with the lecture."

He glanced down a circle of eyes, the students are spirit, waist is very straight, unified eyes to the blackboard.

But it's only temporary. After five minutes, they will bow their heads again and put their hands under their desks. They don't know what they are doing.

The students in class 10 don't learn two words in their dictionaries.

"Brother Tong, break up!" Outside the classroom, Lin Jinan stood with his back against the wall.

He looked down at his blue and white school uniform and said, "do you want to study? Are you playing with me

"Mr. Lin, in this world, your task is to be the first in your age, to be admitted to the University of youth, and to be a school bully respected by everyone!" The system tone is excited. If it gives guidance to the host, the task will be completed quickly.

"If I read it correctly, the original owner has been rereading it for two years." Lin Ji Nan looked at his toes, "besides, Tong Ge, you let me be the first in my age. It's embarrassing for me to be Lin someone."

Lin Jinan's tone broke. He was just a scum. When he was still in school, he was one of the bottom ten in the grade. Sometimes he would be the last one.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Lin. I'll help you make up your lessons." The system comforts that it can help the host find all the review materials and download massive teaching videos.

“……” Lin Jinan said his heart was very tired. He was afraid that he would never graduate from high school.

Thinking about it, Lin Jinan's tears fell down. He cried and cried for a long time on his face. A pair of cat like eyes, moist water, what can not see clearly.

He heard two voices, one of which was a proper masculine voice, a little rusty in the cold.

Yan Luo, dressed in a white shirt and slim black trousers, followed the teaching director. He listened to the middle-aged man's flattering voice, and his expression was impatient.

"Mr. Lin, Yan Luo is the taste of Gu in the last world." The system warns.

Lin Jinan blinked his eyes and tears. The young man's appearance reflected in his eyes.

"The eyes are shaped like him, and so is the mouth." Lin Jinan was a little excited. He took a step forward and stopped resentfully.

Yan Luo narrowed his eyes. He glared in the past and scared the boy who wanted to approach him.

He has a bad temper and a habit of cleanliness. He hates physical contact with others.

In front of him, he looks like a little white flower. He can't stand the wind and rain. He is afraid that he will cry when he stares at him. He is entangled by such people and will be troubled to death.

"Yan Luo, come with me. I'll show you Wu Jun, the head teacher of class 10." A middle-aged man with a greasy face was asked to go in.

As for Lin Jinan, who is still in the penalty station, he doesn't even look at it. None of the students in class 10 are obedient.

"He seems to hate me." Lin Jinan licked his lips, tone aggrieved up, "he seems not to like me."

"Mr. Lin, are you crying?" The system hears a whimper in the host's voice, and it doesn't know what to do.

"No, even if he doesn't like me now, he'll like it later." Lin Jinan sniffed. He clenched his fist. "Wait and see."

The system wanted to remind the host to finish the task well, but it hesitated and didn't dare to say so. It is afraid of being scolded. Lin Jinan's Kung Fu is first-class.

Lin Jinan quietly moved to the door frame, picking and pulling his white fingers, his eyes looking inside.

In the classroom, only the loud voice of the teaching director was heard. Lin Jinan looked at her husband and repeated the name of Yan Luo.

Wu Jun asked him to introduce himself. The boy is a cool guy. He has grown to a height of about 1.8 meters. He has a good figure and a perfect shoulder waist ratio. His appearance is too eye-catching. He is gorgeous. Standing in the crowd, he will be attracted.

Lin Jinan heard the voice of girls, they were ready to move, secretly and openly coveted the new transfer students.